Chapter 8 — Online Lover Is Your Best Friend's Brother

His eyes were impatiently staring at my phone, as if he wished he could grab it so he could contact himself. My heart is in turmoil, I just want to quickly leave this place.

“I don't have her contact information.”

"It's okay, are you sure there is a group? Can you help me find her contact? The profile picture is a simple line-drawn dog, the WeChat account is..."

"Sorry, I'm not part of the group either."

After saying that, not caring that my legs still hurt, I pulled my suitcase, bowed my head and hastily left. But the man suddenly held my arm, his voice low.

“I'll take you away.”

"If possible, can you give me the contact information for the academic advisor? I'm really worried about my girlfriend."

Not waiting for me to refuse, the man persisted and silently took the suitcase from my hand. The person who is rude and cold to me is you. The person who cares and worries about me is also you. I was tired, in pain, and miserable. I suddenly wanted to know how he would react after knowing the truth. Emotions that had accumulated all night just flowed out.

“General Director Deputy, has your girlfriend suddenly discovered your true face and no longer likes you?”

The man froze. Having said that, I immediately regretted it. But thinking about his attitude towards me in the past few days, I feel like I should let him taste the feeling of heartbreak. Furthermore, I still cannot contact him with his online lover. Even though I knew he was that clingy puppy, when I faced him in real life, I was still a little scared. I hasten to add:

"I see people saying the same thing online. Girls break up because of these reasons."

It seems the man truly believed it. He did not continue to ask. Silent for a moment, his eyes suddenly slowly slid to my face. His eyes suddenly became gentle. My heart gave a thud. Just when I thought he recognized me, he took out his phone and looked at me seriously.

"I think what you said is very correct. Can you add a contact method? If there is a problem in the future, I can ask you."

At this moment, my heart completely sank. To avoid continuing to stay and exposing myself, I grabbed my luggage.

“My car has arrived, I won't bother you to take it anymore.”

After saying that, I pulled my suitcase and ran like flying. Thick night. Pho Chi Hanh stared at my back while calling Pho Tieu.

12

I called a car to go back to school. Luckily, the dormitory manager saw how pitiful I was so she still opened the door for me. I lay on a small bed in the dormitory. After making up an excuse and sending it to Pho Tieu, I couldn't sleep. Finally able to sleep, I dreamed of scenes from my childhood again. Since childhood, I have been a child left behind in the countryside. Memories of parents only appear during Tet and a few holidays of the year. My grandmother always told me that as long as I studied well, my parents would come visit me more often. To be with my parents longer, I risked my life studying, winning first place after first place. Unexpectedly, what was waiting for me was the news that my parents were divorcing and each of them was starting a new family. No one needs me. Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, my grandmother single-handedly raised me. She is my only relative and the most important person. Until last year, my grandmother was diagnosed with end-stage lung cancer. It takes a lot of money for chemotherapy. The joy of having just passed the entrance exam to my dream university did not last long before being destroyed by bad news. During that time, I was crazy about working more. But the money earned is like a drop in the ocean. When I was so impatient that I was considering whether or not to sell my blood, Pho Tieu appeared. Helping her get five hundred yuan by express delivery, one thousand yuan of homework, and two thousand yuan of shopping together.